"Thank god for Lin." Pippa says as I out my blazer on the back of the chair that Carleigh said I could in the girls dressing room that Pippa and I are hanging out in. "You were there way too much." Pippa tells me.
"But I like books."
"You weren't reading them. Now you're there twice a week and you have time to read."
"I'd fight this if thy didn't have an intern."
"A book store intern?" Carleigh asks, taking my backpack. "Holy shit. This bag."
"Thanks and yeah. She wants to run a bookstore in her hometown."
"You could rub a bookstore right now. You have a portable one right here. Of course it's very bad for your back." She says, setting it down on a chair against the wall.
"My back isn't bad."
"Are you flexible."
"Not really."
"Liar, I saw a picture of you online." Pippa says.
"Where."
"Google images." She walks out and I follow them down to the stage like a lost dog just following whoever they think they are supposed to. "Hey, Hamilkid." Lin days when he sees me. "I've barely seen you since Monday."
"I just got here a few minutes ago. I had a student council meeting."
"You're on the student council too?"
"We only meet Wednesdays for an hour."
"Do you breath?"
"No. I can't figure out why my chest rises and falls, though."
"You need to stop the bookstore." He says, ignoring my joke.
"But why? I've been doing this all of high school and I've been fine."
"Sorry, you need free time. I'll call for you after tonight."
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I get to do the choreography that I learned a while ago with the cast which is a lot of fun. Lin takes a video amd posts it.
"But no one knows who I am."
"Then we should tell them."
